fromage feta leger, olives noir, olives vert, olives kalamata, yogurt 2%, feves blanc, huile d'olive vierage extra,chapellure, ail, poivre, sel de mer

who writes on a blog but in the darkest moments? that you can't really see a computer screen in sunlight is a good way of thinking about how my updates correlate strongly with my unhappiness. terrific!

i have eaten many roasted almonds, much dip from marche lobo with pita. i was excited once earlier, frolicked on campus briefly and climbed on things and pretended i was a cat. you know the way vultures circle ominously on sultry days before they tuck in to their maggoty carrion? must be funny to be a vulture, is there anything so lazy? isn't it a miracle anything hunts anything living at all? what kind of lunatic chases after something that can run away?

when you think about it though, actual predators really aren't that different. killing the magnificent elk, triumphing over the fine specimen is a uniquely human fixation. wolves and lions and things are all about the old and the young and the weak and the unsteady, there're no scruples about low-hanging fruit. herbivores are the really smart ones, plants are pretty obliging and you don't even have to wait for them to die! if some herbivore could simply get some sharp teeth, something that would make them not a victim (aren't they always the victim?), they would be unstoppable; the ultimate leisure creatures. mind is wandering.